My hubby n'me; we done pulled us a heavy cart all the way cross'd country.
Hitched for life and not ready we done followed the path to starvation.
Crossed the map and back we ran and rumped best we could adding loads and full bellies we used up all our passions when of an evening the sun set low we done kicked a few blades of grass in the old fields.
My tall mule and me we got good times when no one's lookin'. Pull till ain't no pulling left, the cart sure is lighter when we pull the same way best.
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